Chapter 1108: Cultural Construction (4)

I continued to hit him: "If you fail, you're not going to sing anymore, are you?" So, do you still write? What is the meaning of writing? ”

The words finally had a bit of a stimulating effect, and Varga clenched his fists: "I, I'll try a few more times......"

"How many more attempts?" I continued to sneer, "Ten times or twenty times?" If you fail, give up, right? ”

"Me!" Varga seemed to be irritated by me, but because of my identity, he immediately coaxed again, "I will continue to ......"

I said, "Very well, when you fail a hundred times, I'll help you decide!" ”

"No!" Vaga's face changed, and he waved his hand to refuse, "I want to do it myself until I succeed!" ”

He finally showed the determination I wanted.

"Well," I said, "good luck." ”

"Thank you for your teachings, you wasted a magical spell," Vagah bowed slightly to me, "However, I am afraid that I will not be able to repay you until I succeed, perhaps, I will never succeed, but I will continue to pursue my dreams, and it is also your reward to be lucky enough to be in the Mage Tower, but let me go back to the city." ”

Looking at his complicated expression of burning fighting spirit and disheartenedness, I smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, but before that, I will help you one last time......"

"No need, I'm not worth ......," Varga shook his head.

I ignored his refusal, and with a wave of his hand, he fainted again and fell back into his chair.

Xihui didn't notice what was going on at all, and Anshu was a little surprised.

Three minutes later, Vaga's wake up.

He looked at me a little confused, and then stood up: "Time, really, only a little time has passed?" ”

I said, "Yes, it's only a few minutes, not enough time for you to eat a piece of bread." ”

"That's right......" Vaga's head scratched, but his tone was much calmer and more confident than before, "then, I'll go back." ”

I said, "Good luck, by the way, do I need to give you a harp?" ”

"No, I'm still comfortable with the troll's own instrument." He said.

Then the troll bard walked out.

Walking to the door, he turned back and said, "From today onwards, my title will be Varga Blackfinger." ”

I smiled and nodded.

"What did he go through?" The trustee asked.

"A hundred ridicules," I said, "and, he persevered." ”

The trustee was a little surprised, but still asked, "He gave up?" ”

"No, he's going to try again," I said, "and he's going to turn the open space in front of his grocery store into a singing stage." ”

"Well, do you really want him to develop on his own?" The trustee said.

"He needs this kind of experience," I said, "and when he's got through the setbacks and has achieved something, it's good to help him." ”

"Okay, I'll tell someone to pay more attention to him." The trustee said.

"Just watch, don't help him." I say.

"Of course," said Anto, "I don't appreciate his dreams, but I'm a kind-hearted man." ”

I laughed.

"Why did he call himself Blackfinger?" The trustee asked, "He is not a profession and should not ...... Well, forget it, this is not a steppe again. ”

"In the dream, he was ridiculed, and he kept changing his verses to suit his voice, and he wrote so that his fingers were black, and he was ridiculed," I said, "and at last there was a man who thought he sang well, but his fingers were too black, and he gave himself this title." ”

"It seems to be a stubborn temper too." The trustee said.

"You don't want to say like a minotaur, do you?" I say.

"Well, the minotaur I've seen before is quite stubborn, but unfortunately you're not." The trustee shook his head.

At this time, the female elf Xihui let out a sigh of relief and said, "I'm done writing!" ”

Antome and I began to appreciate her work.

I still can't appreciate it, but I think she has made great progress, and there is no objective standard for judging poetry, and the characteristic of good poetry is that there are many people who like it, and few people who don't like it, that's all.

"Very good," I said, "can be put together in a book." ”

"So, from now on, can I live here?" Nishi will ask. Dotted Library

I said, "Of course, if you like to live in the city, or go to some different planes for inspiration, Taling can arrange it for you." ”

"Wow, that's great!" Xihui covered her mouth and laughed in surprise, "I can live in the Mage Tower with my poems!" ”

I said, "Yes, your talent, the value of your poetry, was underestimated, but then I thought you were worth it." ”

"So, I can write poetry here in the future?" Xihui said, "In my dreams, I've been here for so long, I'm used to it......"

The trustee smiled and said, "Okay, this room will be yours in the future, but there are some things I want to take with me." ”

"Huh? This is Lord Anto's place? Xihui was taken aback.

"It's just one of them," said the trustee, "and I have several more offices, and here are for you!" ”

"Thank you so much, then, Lord Bihon!" Xihui's face was full of surprise and gratitude, and then she said, "But, Lord Anto, can you not take the furnishings in this room with you?" ”

"Haha, the little girl is still real and straightforward!" Leo laughed heartily.

"Look at your beauty." I said fire.

"No problem, I'll just take the documents inside, and I won't move the furniture." The security trustee hurriedly waved his hand.

"Thank you so much!" Xihui thanked again.

I said, "But I have an idea. ”

"What thoughts?" Xihui was in a state of joy, looking around at the familiar and unfamiliar office, not listening to me.

"As for writing," I said, "I've found that in addition to poetry, you actually like to write stories, don't you?" ”

"Well, yes," Xihui said...... "However, my story is not as exciting as it is on the radio, and no one likes it." ”

"Isn't that true of your poems?" I said, "Since you like poetry and you like to write stories, you might as well write them all." ”

"In this way, it will delay the ...... of writing poems," Xihui hesitated.

"Many of your poems are singing the praises of pure and beautiful love, which is the exclusive temperament of the elven race, and there are many human beings, especially the nobles of human beings, who are actually yearning for such pure love," I began to follow the temptation, "Then, write down such a story, with your love poems, you will always find the right reader." ”

"Well, I'll give it a try." Xihui said.

"For the sake of free paper and food and clothing?" Leo said, "It's very reluctant......"

I said, "I also have some skills and experience here that I can teach you." ”

Three minutes later, Xihui woke up, but her eyes were red in an instant.

"What happened?" The trusteeship was a little confusing.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm too involved...... Xihui quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I, I'm fine, Lord Anto...... It's just that the love story told by Lord Bihong is so touching, I, I'm afraid I can't write it. ”

"Stories aren't made by the brain, and neither is writing poetry," I said, "and you need to move around a lot and look around for inspiration, and this office shouldn't be a constraint on you." ”

"Yes!" Xihui said, "Lord Anto, please forgive me for my willfulness, you should keep this room, I think, go outside to find inspiration, and don't ......write while walking."

The trustee said, "It's okay, I'll give it to you, and I don't spend more than half an hour here every day." ”

And just like that, the career of a romantic poet and romance writer and an alternative bard began.

Those painters and writers have made a living from this, and they will dedicate their lives to newspapers and publishing in the future......

I, on the other hand, have completed one of the many development projects.

Just as I was about to talk a few more words with the security officer, a painter suddenly came over and asked, "Lord Bihong, you said that we can also buy paints when you said that we can also buy paints?" ”

Pigments have a wide range of uses in the industries of architecture, painting and textiles, in the human world, pigments are a light luxury, although not as good as gold and silver jewelry or powerful and magical alchemy props, but a few pigments are also extremely rare, Leo once said that the European aristocracy on the earth appreciated the paintings, driving the painters to debug all kinds of pigments, including many expensive raw materials such as ground pearl powder, and even "mummy powder" such a heavy taste.

Our newspaper has always been black and white, so in the dream, I showed them a sample of a color comic and told them that I would give them a chance to draw a color picture, and the artist who couldn't wait came.

"It may take a while," I said, "I've got some new paint recipes, I'm experimenting with clothes, and when the time comes, I'll give you free paint, and at the same time, change our printing press to color." ”

After painting the pie for the artists, I was ready to leave.

Ta Ling suddenly said: "The representative of the mercenary union under the Magician Alliance has come to discuss, and the third master is receiving it, do you want to go and have a look?" ”

Anstodian and I looked at each other and nodded together.

The reception was held upstairs from the original Magic Exchange venue.

This street is all related to the more critical buildings, professional strength appraisal, magic exchanges, public laboratories and so on, all here, equivalent to the entire administrative street of Santas.

When we arrived, they were negotiating, and the leader was naturally the Third Sage, and the two members of the top ten seats of the Tatu Society, as well as two other stewards, plus a few accompanying people, together there were eight people.

There were actually only two people from the Wizards' Association, but the momentum completely suppressed the eight people on our side.